First and foremost I am really starting to accept the fact that I am ridiculously immature and will always laugh when it is uncalled for. I am also starting to realize I am pretty okay with becoming a 30 something, between my friends and my own crazy I am pretty self convinced that I am a bad ass mofo!
True Story
So lately the big "OH SHIT I AM 30" realization is that honey and I have been seriously looking into buying a house. Okay I am just going to put it out there, buying a house SUCKS. It's hard, and slow, and scary as hell. Basically so far the adventure to home ownerships has gone as follows:
California is EXPENSIVE (Half a million dollars on a condo?What.the.fuck)
Yep. My Thoughts for every damn house we have looked at so far. (Don't even get me started on the kitchen that was made of particle board!)
Honey and I are really picky. Which sucks. But doesn't. I mean we are committing 30 years and hundreds of thousands of dollars to this. We make good money, and still can't afford the "nice" houses. Thankfully we have a kick ass realtor, who I'm sure hates us. Like a lot.
I think we are close to being these people
So we may find a house, we may not. I am trying my hardest not to worry about it. Which is like the easiest thing ever to a control freak.
There is also the fun fact of what comes with the "WE'RE BUYING A HOUSE" development. I am now addicted to HGTV. Which is probably going to turn into all kinds of future DIY disasters I can share with y'all. I also have realized my pinterest board of home ideas proves two things: 1) I have incredibly expensive taste 2) ain't nobody got time for that
Overall I am feeling pretty mature and proud of myself, which is pretty funny since I am totally a 14 year old at heart.
This has actually happened.
Keeping my fingers crossed that we find our perfect dream home. Then we can have the very important discussion of where to hang the kick ass picture of the Bolton!
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